Now that I have your attention,
This is beyond our comprehension
It was there for the taking,
You left it open for the breaking,
Now we are here to fix the perfect
and it's always worth it.
Chorus:
Waking the dead lets do it again,
It isn't the first
But we're good at making it worse.
It doesn't compare but, see if I care
I need the hit,
Doesn't matter what you think of it.
Now don't you feel forgotten
We made your face so rotten
I'm sorry it doesn't trill you
But, at least it didn't kill you.
(Chorus)
Look at me,
I'm the prodigy
of what you
used to be
I'm inclined
To take what
You've defined
and make it mine
(Chorus)